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Tessa’s POV I couldn’t stop thinking about my conversation with Jack, long after we parted ways. He seemed nice and genuine; I didn’t get any feeling that he was lying to me and I’m usually good at knowing when someone is truthful or not. It’s been a talent I’ve had since I was a little girl. Some have easier tells than others; like Ruby when she plays with her hair or my father when he scratches his chin. But Jack, overall, just seemed confused. He saw Joseph as an actual old man, and it made me wonder if others saw him that way as well. It would explain why Joseph rarely leaves his house during the day and has all the help that he does. I made it a mental note to ask him about it later; I had a feeling Joseph did something to Jack’s mind to make him see him as a helpless old man. I